Section 39
Men and women are different.
Not all women love bad men. Most of the time, the worse a woman is, the more men love her, even though she is notorious.
Bad women are often associated with sex.
Some bad women never show her bad face and look dignified and quiet, but when she laughs, her eyes flow, especially when she glances over and reveals a hint of levity, which is particularly indecent and implies provocation, which makes men interpret different messages and want to strip her off immediately and tidy up.
I want to hear her gasp, I want to see her sweat and scream, and I want her to cry for mercy.
No matter what, there is a desire in men’s bones.
Trying to sexually recruit a bad woman so that she can be faithful from now on.
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Song Qingcheng didn’t meet Gu Qingwei in the rest assured ward. When she finished breakfast with her grandmother to clean up disposable dishes, her grandmother asked about the blind date that night. Have you chatted with others online these days?
People are happy when they are happy, and the old man looks much better. I heard from Aunt Xu that the man is very satisfied with the blind date. When you bring people here, let grandma see.
This just know a few days … Song whole face dew nai.
It was selfish of her to go on a blind date. She didn’t want to develop further and didn’t want to delay each other.
Seeing her perfunctory attitude, the old man glared at her unhappily. I’ve known her for a few days. What’s wrong with the VIP? I’ve talked to Aunt Xu several times. She’s the kind of real person, and she’s definitely not much worse.
Song Qingcheng knows to argue, but grandma, an educator, said, Then I have to ask his opinion first.
Grandma smiled with satisfaction.
At fifty o’clock in the afternoon, Song Qingcheng felt that it was about time to leave the hospital and go to the imperial court class.
Walking out of the ladder to the lobby of the inpatient department, the shoulder was patted.
Song Qingcheng turned to be the driver of Yutingchuan-Lao Zhao.
When Lao Zhao smiles, it is easy to remind people of the kind elders at home. I just looked at it for a long time in the ladder for fear that I would admit my mistake. I didn’t expect it to be you.
Song Qingcheng smiled. You also come here to visit patients?
My wife works as a cleaner here, Lao Zhao said. She left home early and forgot her keys. I’ll bring them to her.
… Song whole smile.
Lao Zhao asked, Are you going back?
Song Qingcheng nodded. Well, I’ll go to the imperial court class.
People in Lao Zhao have always been keen to see the whole city and their own children are similar in age, so they are very clever and sensible. They immediately said, Just drop by. I want to go home and give you a ride.
Song Qingcheng didn’t refuse to wait to get in the car before saying, Do you have a rest today?
I can take a few days off as a pawn when the boss is on a business trip.
Mr. Yu is on a business trip? Song Qingcheng asked
Lao Zhao started the car and said, I went to Heilongjiang and decided not to come back for a week.
-digression–
Later later-
Grandma saw Yu Tingchuan’s heart os, the granddaughter’s husband, who seemed a little old …
☆, Chapter 72 Find a door to humiliate (minor details)
Song Qingcheng asked Harbin?
Yes, Lao Zhao looked at the mirror and backed up. I watched the weather forecast. It rained in Harbin these days.
Lao Zhao is very talkative. He talked with Song Qingcheng about many short stories about his parents.
I learned that Song Qingcheng was friends with Yujing, and I also read Lao Zhao while driving, feeling that it would be nice if my family was half as sensible as you.
Song Qingcheng’s slightly curved lip angle was noncommittal about Lao Zhao’s praise.
The car slowly stopped at the gate of the imperial court.
Song Qingcheng got off the bus and watched Lao Zhao drive away before she turned into the club.
When changing clothes and dressing, Song Qingcheng looked at her mobile phone, except for WeChat sent by Shen Che, and there were two messages in the group. She casually looked through her finger screen and paused, then the tie opened the call record icon.
The line of sight is falling. The other day, the call was received.
That number has been put into her address book.
Song Qingcheng remembered the blind date that night. Judging from some lines in Yutingchuan, she was not unattractive to him. Maybe she should be glad that her seduction began to work.
I’m afraid Yu Tingchuan won’t get home so soon if she gives a response when she stops halfway.
However, when men are dominated by strong hormones, their words and deeds are always temporary …
The day shift of the imperial court is more leisurely than the night shift, and many dinners are scheduled later.
Song Qingcheng is in charge of the box. At noon, the guests left one after another after the meal, and another member packed the table. Song Qingcheng went to wash his hands and just came out of the aisle to see Shen Che’s mother Chen Lan.
Chen Lan is an ordinary housewife, and her clothes are very simple. She can enter the seventh floor of the imperial court because she signed up for her son’s name
Aunt, are you looking for Shen Che? Song Qingcheng said hello politely. He’s on the night shift and should be home at the moment. I’ll give him a message and ask him to come and pick you up.
Chen Lan said, I’m here to see you and I know that Shen Che doesn’t work during the day.
Song city specialty motor, half way to see to shen mother.
Chen Lan is also looking at her. Seeing that the whole city is dressed in a suit and still doesn’t change the temperament of the fox, her eyebrows can’t help but wrinkle. She looks at it from 
the bottom of her heart. The girl pursed her lips and opened her mouth coldly. You don’t befriend me. There are some things I have long wanted to say because I have never opened my mouth.
Song Qingcheng took the initiative to ask What is it?
I also know that it must be hard for you to stay in a place like that for a few years and break up with Shen Che’s cousin.
… Song city probably guessed Shen mother’s purpose.
Chen Lan squinted at her eyes. But being a man can’t be like this. That’s a serious guy in our family. His own conditions are not bad. He hasn’t even talked about a love. I’m a good guy like Shen Che’s dad and I won’t allow you to enter our old shenjiamen!
Aunt, did you misunderstand something? Song Qingcheng didn’t shy away from Shen Mu’s contemptuous eyes. Shen Che and I are ordinary friends, that’s all.
Ordinary friends? Ordinary friends cuddle on the way to the big party?
Chen Lanyin is not small. Someone has come out to see what’s going on.
Song Qingcheng’s tone is very calm. I don’t know where my aunt heard the rumor, but Shen Che and I are really clear.
Chen Lan sneered, You have a lot of heart. Why didn’t you catch Shen Zhi in the first place?
Song Qingcheng hangs down his side hand and slowly clenched Aunt, I respect you and please respect yourself.